A point of contention that comes up more than I’d like to while running a pretty unconfrontational radio show is the fine line of decency. While no one’s baring breasts or wagging genitilia about in any of these radio shows, the cryptic FCC rules constitute any reference to sexual or excretory functions as indecent, a pretty vague and encompassing rule that made me hesitant about the moans and groans in Tales from Williamsville, the orgy sound effects in Fall of the Hero, and even the “pissing rain” in Drizzle. Further, the upcoming program featuring Ollin’s Afterhell may have “son of a whore” bleeped out and the mysterious iron fist of the FCC keeps me from featuring an episode I’d prefer to air if I wasn’t hesitant about some very mild sensual subject matter.
Well, I may still not be able to get away with women groaning, but thanks to a New York Court ruling, we may have more opportunities to swear in times of great exultation. In this monumental and absurd ruling, the Vice President and President themselves were cited as examples of why occasionally dropping the F bomb is appropriate in a fleeting context.
While this doesn’t even begin to touch the Puritanical body-loathing at the heart of the FCC’s ban on expressions dealing with sex and shitting, the move is a good slap in the face for the FCC, even if it bolsters the ability of television writers to compensate for flagging scripts with dirty language. Raise a bottle for free speech!